✜023 [voice | open]

[deadly_legacy]

[She's been wanting—well, needing—to do this since she awoke yesterday. Even though it was a curse and everyone is fine now as Lelouch says everyone still deserves an apology.

They deserve more.

But she isn't sure what else she has to offer. She started writing one a few times before deciding it needed to be in her own voice. She couldn't be so cowardly as to hide in a letter. She just needed another few minutes to make sure she could start without falling apart in the process.]


Hello. [Long pause.] I would like to apologize to everyone I spoke to yesterday and everyone who saw my awful, shocking post. I am especially sorry to Ken and Syaoran who I... [So much for keeping her voice together. The curse. Dean. Suzaku. It was a very, very emotional few days for her, but she was a princess. She needed to continue, so she did.] hurt. And of course to all of the Japanese for my hurtful words.

I am so very, very sorry.

Umi, Mara, Flynn, Yuri, Lelouch...thank you all so much for stopping me and for helping Ken and Syaoran. I am forever in your debt.

[Pause] Cain, I would like to take some time off of work.


(OOC: Action open to Lelouch and anyone storming the castle. I mean...visiting the apartment.)

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[deadly_legacy]

[She takes the offered handkerchief and daps at her eyes with one hand.] You aren't supposed to give the person who shoots you flowers.

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[He smiles. He doesn't understand this logic.] I give it to an important friend who needs company right now.

[deadly_legacy]

[She steps back toward him and moves in to hug him—gently—in case it still hurts.]

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[He's caught off guard by that hug as he blushes. If there's still pain, he didn't let it on.] Ah, Euphemia-san...?

[Is he awkwardly hugging you back? Oh, I think he is.]

[deadly_legacy]

I'm sorry, Syaoran. I'm so, so sorry. You were trying to help me and I shot you. If anything had happened to you... [Okay, maybe holding a little tighter.]

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[His grip was getting a bit tight too.] You shouldn't. I should-- I'm sorry. I was... not strong enough to.. to help you. Please forgive me. [Pause. His voice kind of cracking.] If I have been stronger, I wouldn't have gotten shot and you wouldn't have to hurt..

[deadly_legacy]

What are you saying? You did everything you could. You just...trusted me too much.

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

I would have done... better. [Like not getting shot and being so reckless.] I don't have any regrets in trusting you. You're an important friend.

[deadly_legacy]

Would have?

1/2

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[Sweet baby jesus, did he just tell her--]

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[He tightens his grip and buries his face on her shoulder, his hair covering his eyes.] I'm... really sorry.

[deadly_legacy]

Sorry? Why? I don't understand.

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[Oh, so she hasn't-- Loosening his grip, he looks at her before giving her a lopsided smile.] Ah-- it's.. it's nothing.

[If he's going to tell her, he'd rather not tell her now. She's in pain and if she realizes she just shot the one who gave her life again, she'll be hurt more.]

[deadly_legacy]

Nothing? No... It's something. [Looks worried!]

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[Don't make that face asjhdskl.] Euphemia-san...

[Should he tell her? Should he not? No, he shouldn't.] I'll... tell you when the times comes. You're hurting now. It's not the right time.

[deadly_legacy]

I don't understand...

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

In time, you will. [Hugs you again.] Please trust me.

[deadly_legacy]

...[She hugs him back] I trust you.

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry if I can't tell you now, but... you're important to me. I don't want you to hurt more.

[deadly_legacy]

...You're important to me too. [She'll just have to wait then. But she is worried.]

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

Ah-- [Upon hearing that, he blushes and pulls away, clearly flustered.] --I... well, thank you.

[deadly_legacy]

[She just nods a little, watching him.] Would you like to sit? [Feeling so drained.]

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

Ah, of course. [He smiles, and he's even the one accompanying seeing as you... look so tired. Once he's near the couch, he sits down.]

[deadly_legacy]

[She sits next to him and her eyes drift to his stomach.]

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[He notices this and can't help but look at you with sad eyes.] It's... already properly healed.